Luyện nghe bài hát Give Me the Ass

Ha, say scientific, 3 C-F Mafia (that's my crew)

Yo, on the homey, let me let you know about me
Cause ain't too people who can talk about me
See frontin' nothin', who they tryin' to jerk
Half of them niggas talkin' pay for the work
They in my pocket, this flow, can't stop it
Shit, 20 and a dream team to mop it
Who knock it?
Get blown out the (Hey, who's gettin' money?)
the topic
Stay true, in it for you
I know you get down, Martinies and Malibu
That's a dream, pay to the sceme
Follow the and we could all get cream

Baby if you me the ass (baby if you give me the ass)
Maybe you might see some cash (maybe you might see cash)
If you I'm moving to fash (if you think I'm moving to fash)
We can lace this with hash

Les:
Where you
Q-Bourgh, harsh and like ma bourgh
Beatnuts new (what?)
it to you radio style, so heads can groove
Gotta make move in 9-7
Attack with the most hunger, got mouths to feed and we ain't no

No doubt, mix the Guinstout, with the 40
Toastin' the majority, bent
With spilt on the pavement
Feelin' my beats the basement, on this one cut
No shit (shhhhh)
why we hit you in the head with a joint you familiar with

Yo shortie rock we can and dine
But in time let me remind, I plan to be
Somewhere you, mind you
Never the less here to you
Take you def and dumb and unblind you
No game shortie, don't
It's all math, material things just don't
So light this L and with me
tonight shortie rock you gonna stay with me

Pyscho
Son this is mad hot, 100 degrees
Slide the sun roof, catch a breeze
Let out the smoke the trees, torch our beat
Surrounded by G's
As I count Ben-G's, I clocked off track doin friendly
Kick it to this in spicey like Wendys
Tried to her tada, honey said "Ah-ah"
down the Chewbacca, but I was like...

(X2)

Give me the ass baby, give me the ass baby, can't without the ass baby
Give me the ass baby, give me the ass, oh me the ass, baby give me the
ass
Oh me the ass

it to him